Good bye to hot July with three digit temps!
Welcome to cooler August with monsoons.
Still summer, still hot, but we're moving towards
FALL...my favorite season of harvest and rest.
Soon we'll all COMPLAIN of the cold,
but for now it's distress with humid heat
that constantly bakes everything dry
as we rush through air conditioned days.
Lamenting the weather is our daily pattern
despite the season...whether it's cold
or hot or infrequently rainy or freezing.
We act like SPOILED little children.
Never realizing that opposition is LIFE.
Part of this needed earthly experience
teaching patience, hope and long suffering
as we push through each day's rush.
Too soon, it's all over as DEATH awaits
each...the final farewell to heat, discomfort,
earthly experiences to be found in each day.
Then, we'll long for those complaining times.
Start writing about
something that interests you about your life. Challenge yourself to recall your
most memorial experience with a parent or grandparent. What made it special?
Perhaps it was a simple picnic in the mountains or the first time you went
fishing. Events that were special because of the relationships you had with
those involved. Writing down these early memories will stir up other
remembrances from the past. Old photos or scrapbooks can be good memory joggers
or old letters or postcards. Best of all is talking face to face with parents
or grandparents if they are still around and asking questions. Soon you will be
sharing your family’s past.
My mother was from the
second family. Grandpa's first wife had died in childbirth, leaving him with
four children. He was 50 when he met my grandmother who was 39 and considered a
"spinster" in those days. He loved and adored my grandmother and his
children. They had my mother, Aunt Junece and they adopted a cousin’s child-
June. When I was 10 my grandfather was 90 yrs old. Grandmother had passed
away from Parkinson’s disease.